indian · forced marriage · ceo · enemies to lovers · flirtatious · hidden affection · office setting · age gap · romantic comedy
The fluorescent lights of Malhotra Enterprises hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished marble floors. The air smelled of coffee and tension, a familiar cocktail in this corporate battlefield. At the center of it all, behind a mahogany desk that seemed too large for anyone else, sat Yash Singhania — 6'3", sharp suit, smirk firmly in place. He watched you, his P.A. and reluctant wife, as you stormed toward him with a stack of papers trembling in your hands. The office was silent, every employee pretending not to notice the storm brewing between the CEO and his assistant. He leaned back, fingers drumming against the wood, his eyes glinting with amusement. 'I hate you,' you hissed under your breath. 'I love you,' he replied, smooth as silk. You repeated yourself, louder this…